Well, I THOUGHT it was sorted, but today it’s really un-sorted and I don’t know why. She’s furious at me and I don’t know what changed between then and now. Oh well, the law of conservation of catastrophe says I’ll probably win the lottery this week now.

Definitely not. The timeline goes: Monday, eruption. I go OMG I FUCKED UP HUGELY, correct the website, tweet using #auspol, #Assange, #Wikileaks hashtags at least twice, taking full responsiblity, Christine says she accepts the apology, I go to sleep. While I’m asleep the editors update the correction to be more complete.

While I sleep, she starts using the word Fabrication to describe what happened. My editor corrects her. They go back and forth. I wake up and go OMG WE PUT THAT FIRE OUT ALREADY DIDN’T WE? and try to calm things down. She stops using the F word at least.

I go to sleep.

I wake up, find out she’s REALLY angry with me now (what did I do? I was alseep?). That about brings us up to date.